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Category: Dead Mode: The Meta Zombie
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Hazy here. This chapter is dedicated to my mom. Wouldn’t have been where I am without her. Love her. Hope you enjoy the chapter. “They’re already gone by now, huh,” Daniel muttered as he and Eunhee walked back to his apartment, the quiet night enveloping them. Just then, his phone rang. He glanced at the…
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Olo! Hazy swinging by.I wrote – and still write for free (trying to change that, haha). I figured my usual readers would really appreciate a triple release, especially since I write according to how my mood is (I was right!).I’ve tried forcing myself to write during burnout before, and the result was the chapter losing…
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“We have gathered here today…” The pastor spoke, his voice blending into the background as Eunhee stood beside the seated Ji-yeon. Her gaze remained fixed on Jiho’s grave marker. [Here lies a loving Son and Friend, Jiho An.] ‘You’re really dead, aren’t you, Jiho?’ Eunhee thought, as if expecting an answer. Her eyes flicked briefly…
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Hey! Hazy dropping by.I realize that by the time I’m uploading this to WordPress, it might not be a new year anymore, haha. Still, if you happen to be reading it around the new year – happy new year!It’s funny how something I wrote just four months ago already feels like it was written years…
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At the Quarantine Zone’s Secured Borders “WE GOT VISUALS!” A soldier yelled as dozens of guns were trained on the two figures approaching the quarantine zone. “ONE… NO, TWO INDIVIDUALS! YOUNG ADULTS! DON’T SHOOT—THEIR HANDS ARE IN THE AIR! THEY’RE HUMAN!” “Tsche,” the taller one spat, glaring at the soldiers. “They’re aiming guns at us.…
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His eyes were locked on the road ahead, unwavering. “Shut the fuck up, Doom Baby,” Jang muttered to the inanimate zombies in the car, his voice low but sharp. “I’ve made up my mind, and this isn’t for what you think.” He gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles whitening. “I couldn’t give less of…
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Hi! Hazy again!Originally, I wrote Jang as just a throwaway villain – someone for Jiho to embarrass or overpower, a simple stepping stone for his growth.But the second I gave Jang a last name, I felt unexpectedly attached to him. I realized he deserved more than just being tossed aside.So I gave him more depth…
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“Lady Amelie..!!” Marcel muttered, noticing Amelie peeking from the basement door just as Jang left with his dwindling army of the dead. His crushed and injured arm was barely a hindrance as he limped toward her. “Marcel…!” she cried, limping as well, her face contorted with relief. “Lady Amelie!!” Marcel repeated, quickening his pace when…
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Amelie crawled down the basement stairs, panting and heaving as she clung to the railings, keeping her good leg off the ground. ‘I… I didn’t even say sorry…!!’ her gaze locked on the dark basement doorway at the end of the stairs. ‘He just… he just went to save Marcel without a single complaint! I… I…
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Hello there! (General Kenobi… and WordPress.), Hazy here.I mentioned before how I mostly chased catharsis when writing without any planning. It’s crazy how far you can get that way, but also how many mistakes can slip through when you don’t have a closed feedback loop – which is why I wrote what I wrote in…
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